Lirik Lagu Can't Get Enough Of It - Mobb Deep F/ General G
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[Havoc]QBCAbout to take over your area!YO
Left to right protect the life guard my castleWhen goin at you take it to the gats if I have toIt's the hassle jealous thugs I suppose squeezeturn that ass to Swiss cheese leave permanent holesAnd to them hoes you know how it go no doughCause they subject to wakin with cash and go crazyYeah they bangin baby Havoc representin for them niggazthat don't trick, ladyless, just associatesAppropriate, no doubt, but bust itI love this rap shit got me fillin mad clips perhaps it'sthem fake rappers, but they damn good actorsFrom population, through the math I subtract themYou hear no laughter, QBC the thug factorYou niggaz ain't worth the punch, back snatch yaPitbull attack ya, and half snap yaKodak moments I capture, like an escapedconvict, Pearl Harbor, bomb shitHandle B-I, on some calm shit
[General G]I can't get enough of it, the rough shit, grenade lyricsMy appearance is thug, rap slug ritualFor every dollar gotta nigga's blood chiseled, the slug sizzlePistol-whip tight, night monopolyFour 380's in the prophecy, the bigger I gotHandle B-I, smoke a C-I, snuff a C-OCan't You See, I'm the Total, vocals is low blowBarely soldierable reinformed the man from Nahwan (Nahwan!)Toe to toe complex the next expert, who's in control?Episode, ya can't control your fascinationHell is the name, two guns that look the sameFrame of thought change, first we live then we abortCloth Polo Sport, catch a nigga on his sportsTalk back I'll leave ya jacked, rap format, I'm hostileWild out for snakeness equals foulGeneral G, blowin Dutches in the train
Chorus: Mobb Deep
Yo the NYC, M-O-B-B thug shit (and that's my shit!)I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo
I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot splitWe out to win and that's it!We out to win it like this!
[Prodigy]It's like this kid, aiyyoWe shut it down like the news and blast like fresh tecsout the box, we outbox, get suplexedTake notes nigga, best check the indexLook over anything that you might've missedYou overlooked the part with some unified terroristsPirates, straight off the ship, and mad starvinAnchored to land and now we runnin wild poundinon imbecile niggaz who ain't got they feet groundedPrecise, astonishin shots split ya skin's topWe sent pops, catch you from two blocksDon't run up on you chargin, with hot shit, he felt it, alarminShockin, surprisin shit, left you crawlinDangerous, umm, and ready to rockThis man's hot, your flesh start to boilin hotRhymes solid like a lead pipe, that bleeds your knotKnot headed niggaz get knocked out a lotKick down your chain-locked door, we raise spotMy clique got a deadbolt lock, you rather not DukeStormin through the crowd, hard to see, comin through(Watch out, watch out, watch out, comin through comin through kid)Spill my over-proof is drippin from my templeLay on the wall and watch all y'allYou can't injure a ninja who crept and took fallSurrounded by crime cats, time for tap jawsLeave red stains on clothes, carpets and floorsWord up
[Havoc]Aiyyo we bang like the Tunnel and jam like broke gatsOne hundred and oh, nigga go check the statsQB, yeah that name hold weight and ring bellsAll you niggaz Shook and It Ain't Hard To TellMajor clientele, the Infamous cartelCatch a buck fifty, them stars we scar wellHard luck, got gassed up and starstruckThen got stuck in one stroke, the Mobb clutchLaid up, sippin all types of shit, get ya chick bentTalk the bitch to death til there's no info leftHomicidal clepto, like the lye leaf I'm petrolRegulate the Metropolitan, niggaz gettin bodied inin the lobby-in, lock the door it ain't safe, kidTake it how you take it, grab a hold and embrace it
Chorus: Mobb Deep
Yo the NYC, M-O-B-B thug shit (and that's my shit!)I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo
I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot splitWe out to win and that's it!We out to win it like this!
*crowd noise to end*
That's my shit! Yo
Left to right protect the life guard my castleWhen goin at you take it to the gats if I have toIt's the hassle jealous thugs I suppose squeezeturn that ass to Swiss cheese leave permanent holesAnd to them hoes you know how it go no doughCause they subject to wakin with cash and go crazyYeah they bangin baby Havoc representin for them niggazthat don't trick, ladyless, just associatesAppropriate, no doubt, but bust itI love this rap shit got me fillin mad clips perhaps it'sthem fake rappers, but they damn good actorsFrom population, through the math I subtract themYou hear no laughter, QBC the thug factorYou niggaz ain't worth the punch, back snatch yaPitbull attack ya, and half snap yaKodak moments I capture, like an escapedconvict, Pearl Harbor, bomb shitHandle B-I, on some calm shit
[General G]I can't get enough of it, the rough shit, grenade lyricsMy appearance is thug, rap slug ritualFor every dollar gotta nigga's blood chiseled, the slug sizzlePistol-whip tight, night monopolyFour 380's in the prophecy, the bigger I gotHandle B-I, smoke a C-I, snuff a C-OCan't You See, I'm the Total, vocals is low blowBarely soldierable reinformed the man from Nahwan (Nahwan!)Toe to toe complex the next expert, who's in control?Episode, ya can't control your fascinationHell is the name, two guns that look the sameFrame of thought change, first we live then we abortCloth Polo Sport, catch a nigga on his sportsTalk back I'll leave ya jacked, rap format, I'm hostileWild out for snakeness equals foulGeneral G, blowin Dutches in the train
Chorus: Mobb Deep
Yo the NYC, M-O-B-B thug shit (and that's my shit!)I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo
I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot splitWe out to win and that's it!We out to win it like this!
[Prodigy]It's like this kid, aiyyoWe shut it down like the news and blast like fresh tecsout the box, we outbox, get suplexedTake notes nigga, best check the indexLook over anything that you might've missedYou overlooked the part with some unified terroristsPirates, straight off the ship, and mad starvinAnchored to land and now we runnin wild poundinon imbecile niggaz who ain't got they feet groundedPrecise, astonishin shots split ya skin's topWe sent pops, catch you from two blocksDon't run up on you chargin, with hot shit, he felt it, alarminShockin, surprisin shit, left you crawlinDangerous, umm, and ready to rockThis man's hot, your flesh start to boilin hotRhymes solid like a lead pipe, that bleeds your knotKnot headed niggaz get knocked out a lotKick down your chain-locked door, we raise spotMy clique got a deadbolt lock, you rather not DukeStormin through the crowd, hard to see, comin through(Watch out, watch out, watch out, comin through comin through kid)Spill my over-proof is drippin from my templeLay on the wall and watch all y'allYou can't injure a ninja who crept and took fallSurrounded by crime cats, time for tap jawsLeave red stains on clothes, carpets and floorsWord up
[Havoc]Aiyyo we bang like the Tunnel and jam like broke gatsOne hundred and oh, nigga go check the statsQB, yeah that name hold weight and ring bellsAll you niggaz Shook and It Ain't Hard To TellMajor clientele, the Infamous cartelCatch a buck fifty, them stars we scar wellHard luck, got gassed up and starstruckThen got stuck in one stroke, the Mobb clutchLaid up, sippin all types of shit, get ya chick bentTalk the bitch to death til there's no info leftHomicidal clepto, like the lye leaf I'm petrolRegulate the Metropolitan, niggaz gettin bodied inin the lobby-in, lock the door it ain't safe, kidTake it how you take it, grab a hold and embrace it
Chorus: Mobb Deep
Yo the NYC, M-O-B-B thug shit (and that's my shit!)I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo
I can't get enough of itEither fuck with it, or don't fuck with itCatch us in a middle of the crowd crazily bentWhen my cats attack you got your knot splitWe out to win and that's it!We out to win it like this!
*crowd noise to end*
That's my shit! Yo
